Page 51 of Fear Me, Love Me


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She really wants me to fuck her.

I watch her small, slender hand moving on my cock. She caresses my stomach and then my chest. She pushes my shirt from my shoulders and stares at me in wonder as she runs her hands over my torso. “You’re so beautiful.”

I laugh. “Me?”

“Yes, you. I thought so the moment I saw you. Don’t laugh at me.”

I lean down and kiss her, pulling her naked body closer to mine. “I’m laughing because I’m surprised. You’ve seen me all but kill three men, and you still think I’m beautiful.”

“Maybe that was beautiful as well,” she says, then takes my face in her hands and kisses me.

I haven’t forgotten about the terrible thing that happened to her that made violence so alluring to her. We’ll circle back to that later, and I’ll fuck up this Lucas so hard that he’ll wish he’d never been born.

Later. Right now, I need her so much I think I’ll explode.

I take my cock in my hand and line it up with her pussy, and glance up at her. “You want me?”

She nods rapidly.

I’m looking right in her eyes as I sink half my shaft into her. Vivienne cries out and grabs my shoulders, pleasure-pain flashing over her face. Slowly, I draw out of her, and there’s a crimson smear of blood on my cock. I run my thumb over it, groaning at the beautiful sight.

“You’re only allowed to bleed for me from now on, angel. You hear me? Only for me.” I sink into her once more, and thrust again and again, deeper each time, making her stretch around me.

Her whimpers change to moans. Her fingers are no longer clenched on me in pain but soften and caress.

“You’re so thick,” she whispers, looking down and watching me fuck her.

“Too thick?”

Vivienne shakes her head and breathes, “Perfect. I love the way your body moves. You’re so strong. I should be scared of you, but I’m not.”

I smile and kiss her, our mouths open and breathless with each kiss. Each thrust.

Vivienne reaches up and touches my face, and says wonderingly, “I don’t feel ugly when I’m with you.”

That’s the most beautiful thing anyone’s ever said to me. “How do you feel?”

She traces my jaw, my lips, as she carefully thinks about her answer. “Like nothing bad ever happened.”

Her glossy hair is spread out around her on the grass. Her cheeks are flushed. With each thrust, every inch of me is buried inside her. When I pull back, her wetness is glistening on the veins of my dick. This is where I’m meant to be. Right fucking here. I lick the pad of my thumb and swipe it over her clit, making her cry out. “Is this how you touched yourself thinking about me?” I rub her in slow circles, watching the pleasure flicker over her face.

She grips my shoulders, her nails digging into my muscles. “Yes. Yes, God, just like that.”

Her clit swells against my touch, and she gets even more slippery as I glide in and out of her.

“Are you going to come on my cock, angel?”

She bites her lip and nods, her arms locked around my neck. “Tyrant. Oh, God, Tyrant, please.”

Her inner muscles are strong. When she climaxes, she clenches so tightly that she nearly pushes my cock out of her, but I don’t let her. I pound her harder as she cries out from pleasure. I wrap both my arms around her body and bury my face in her neck as my own orgasm rushes up my cock and fills her to bursting.

I pull back slowly and kiss her panting mouth while I’m still buried deep inside her. Vivienne’s lying on her back with her arms flung over her head, her eyes closed, her whole body surrendered to mine. My angelic little virgin, full of cock and cum, without a care in the world.

That was the most incredible experience of my life. Hers too, from the looks of it.

As much as I want to stay where I am, I pull out, and dress Vivienne in my shirt, pulling it tightly around her so the night air can’t touch her. Then I pull on my pants and shoes and toss my crumpled jacket over one shoulder.

Vivienne has her arms wrapped around her as she watches me dress with huge, luminous eyes. “What now?”

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